Militia Poems - Poems about Militia

...They insist on it, what is natural can be supernatural. Vice admiral eat from my garden for I am quite admirable for your beneficient militia that is multi-national against the hexagonal eldritch t......Read the rest...

...Exiled from my distant homeland, Where the days seemed bright, Nights seemed peaceful and nice, Where I longed for freedom and dignified life. With dictators and militia in charge, Where corru......Read the rest...

...Voices no longer talk but yell. Angry legions, carrying banners along burning streets, have infiltrated the Temple quiet with the unholy noise of hell. Rage has been elevated to the status of......Read the rest...

...With no end in sight and a year has passed. Kremlin won’t admit their forces are gassed. So they keep their foot on the wrong pedal. Exhausting their labor and supply of metal. Playing chic......Read the rest...

...WE THE PEOPLE of the United States are the American Militia We are the ultimate first responders We confront the criminal, the weather event, the catastr......Read the rest...

...Mother: Oh Raymond, Raymond, what's to become of you? :( Raymond: I'll stay pure & give my life; Our Lady says it's true. Jesus: Father Maximilian Kolbe, if you love Me... feed my sheep! :O Pr......Read the rest...

...Anti Establishmentarian - hashtags himself as antithetical The following poem crafted not quite thirty months ago, when severe bad hair day found yours truly self sequestered toying with noti......Read the rest...

... "Blue Sky, Why?" stories speak to us. inside our heart is crying. Blue Sky, Why? why do children holding sunflowers watch their parents die why do sweet childre......Read the rest...

...by the interpretation comes perception—the faraway dream, the symbols—or the way I attack myself—in harassing my screams. upon a wishbone, to feel some semblance, listening to darker parts; the curse......Read the rest...

...A Harlem hoodlum, (albeit respectable)... ready for night time in bedlam after swallowing me favorite dram, cuz reasonable rhyme resembles flimflam. Whiling away his time playing solitaire.........Read the rest...

......Back went his friends, facing the great onslaught, they went to the fort, its safety they sought, but the French took their time, did not give chase, began to dig trenches, invest the place. ......Read the rest...

...Young Ned was only sixteen years old when they called for the militia to come again, having warred with the French for three years now, and raids had terrified the frontier towns. But Britain n......Read the rest...

...I load the plastic bullet of light to penetrate the ageless night, I empty the cardboard cartridge, packed in foil. Every dusk; load, aim, fire. Every dawn; load, aim, fire. Every shot is a......Read the rest...

...I load the plastic bullet of light to penetrate the ageless night, I empty the cardboard cartridge, packed in foil. Every dusk; load, aim, fire. Every dawn; load, aim, fire. Every shot is a......Read the rest...

... This is How (the Dastardly Deed Went Down) Brown shirts, black boots Shaved conscience, paramilitary spooks Marching turncoat lockstep to the Bennie Arn band, fo......Read the rest...